Wednesday, March 3, 2010

The lady in the mirror .... short story

Nice would be those beautiful words a lady talks for the ones who admire her. They seem to make more meaning than what has to be understood. she is the most beautiful creation on this planet earth. she is the nature herself and she happens to be the lady in the mirror; while she checks herself to understand who is she?

Short story:
She woke up with the most beautiful smile on her face almost making Jay's most wonderful morning. He slept in slumber not realizing she was awake, as she tied her silky smooth hair into the most admirable looking knot. She prepared coffee and woke up Jay; he was shocked to check his watch and was running late by a mile. He grabbed the coffee mug and ran to the bathroom to freshen up. He searched for things at unfamiliar place and finally got ready to leave with a good bye kiss. She wanted more time of his, she had planned so that he would stay with her for the rest of the day.

She lazily got dressed up in distress and reached office at her usual timing. Pavan had a big smile seeing her, he said 'hi, good morning', she too responded with a acknowledging smile and said 'good morning Pavan'. Pavan was her senior and would help her in day to day work so that she is not stressed out. She would tell him all her routine things and get more comfort on his virtual shoulder. She had found that the job was more enjoyable when colleagues like Pavan would be there always, while her boss was shrewd though. She loved working.

It was evening 6 p.m when her phone rang, she realized it was Monty; picked up the call and was on agreement nodding her head with a smile. She left soon after saying bye to all her team members, as Monty waited on the bike to pick her up to the surrounding malls in the area. They reached pub Oslo pretty soon, barged into the loud music playing. She rarely drinks but for breezers, while Monty was in tune with his Tequila as the dance floor lit up. She danced with him till she was dead tired and had no energy left. He dropped back home and kissed him good bye.

Maid was in and was preparing the dinner, as she got fresh and watched TV with the regular regional language channels flipping until she found right one. Her mobile rang as she sipped coffee; Aamir had called up at the usual time. It was 9 and the dinner was getting ready, usually they spoke for 45 mins to one hour everyday. She was in all naughty giggles as her maid was furious looking at her happily talking to Aamir. Then she later moved to bedroom and locked up for 30 odd minutes; came out for dinner with a smile as ever. Aamir is usually good in cracking jokes that makes her laugh to the core.

While the dinner was almost ready Sachin her hubby was home and as usual threw himself over the sofa while holding his expensive glasses in his left hand. He had a day long meeting with the management and loads of work at home to complete as well. He mentally prepared the plan for the rest of the evening on his pending tasks. Maid offered him coffee, while she watched the favorite show on TV. He soon was in his night dress and they sat for dinner, she served him the specialty of the day and it tasted the same for him. She asked him 'how is the curry?' as he managed to blurt out 'great'. They began their talks about the office and the day overall. It was Saturday next morning so she had no office plans while, Sachin had to work from home. she doused off to sleep, Sachin joined her an hour later.

Saturdays are special for her, its the day when she visits family friends Raj and his wife Deepa. Deepa and Raj make pretty good couple though, she has soft corner for him. They do share the emotional bondage that Deepa doesn't even seem to know about. While Deepa prepared the lunch for all the three, Raj would spend time with her of the week long activity that has gone by. Raj would sometime stare into her eyes and convey more than what they spoke. She would respond with the same intensity as both get lost in a different world.

Panchhami was suddenly taken aback; the door bell rang, she was taken a bit by surprise as she was completely lost in reading. She closed the novel that she was reading all the way now. As flipped it over to book mark the page, the title read 'The lady in the mirror'. She opened the door, Jay was in all smiles as he hugged her happily. He took the sofa as the late evening movie was playing on TV; it was Mel Gibson starrer - 'what women want'. She for the second time saw the title of the book, she read 'the lady in the mirror' as she rushed to the bathroom to have a face lift for the already pretty face. She gazed at the mirror for a moment and said 'the lady in the mirror, who is she?' Panchhami had the most cutest smile ever.

Its Woman's day nearing, let the lady in the mirror come to life. she is the most beautiful creation. Panchhami is in all smiles !!! cutest ever !!!

4 comments:

  1. Undoubtedly you are the upcoming novelist.
    Enjoyed reading every line of it :)

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  2. Hi Raghu...

    Good Story.. Better Narration..
    Best..Screen Play..:)

    Simbly.. to say..If u try..Kannada Film Industry..
    will have one more Good Writer :)

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  3. Nice one...hope ur readers understand the message that u have got to convey :)
    I always had this strong feeling that all ur posts shud come with a study note, so that people like me can understand easily :)

    I always liked the way u told stories...keep writing!

    cheers...
    koshy.

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  4. Kedar, Thanks for those kind and encouraging lines. I hope you understood after talking to me.

    Vijay, These comment mean a lot to me. I simple copied the style from your posts. I'm glad you found it good.

    Koshy, There is no message to convey, just watch movie Upendra !!! only readers can tell what message they got.
    I will try my best to tell the stories in the way readers can understand. I may need a Readers study note to write better.
    The last line of your comment probably explains better as long you like; no need to understand it !:)
    Thanks for the comments.

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